This whole weekend has been awesome. Friday night my boyfriend and I went to the Casinos. My best friend's ex-stepdad is the Casino manager so we went to say hi to him. He asked us (in a lavender suit and tie, no less) if we wanted to go to the show. We were like, "HELLS YEAH!" So we got to see Peter Frampton Friday night and it kicked ass. The guy STILL rocks. We came home with about $140 more than we left with so life is good.
We spent Saturday morning and afternoon in thrift shops, antique shops, and garage sales. We didn't find much to resale, but we found two great books. The first one is the history of Horror movies in pictures. It's an old book from the early 60's so it has all the best horror pictures in it. The other book is 200 years of history in pictures by Time magazine. It's beautiful, brutal, and touching. I love both of them.
The craziest thing that happened this weekend is my brother disappearing. Here's the deal... My brother and I started hanging out more when our mom died. He was coming over to my apartment complex every day. As expected, he 'fell for' a friend of mine named Stacey. They've been together for about 5 months now and of course my brother is pulling his usual shit with her. He was supposed to take her and her son to the movies Friday night since he (the little boy) was good all week. Well, he didn't show up. Stacey hadn't spoken to him since 11am that morning and I finally tracked him down Saturday morning. I sent my boyfriend over to his apartment. He hasn't even stayed there since they got together. His dumb ass gave me this little shpiel about his truck breaking down in Arlington, TN. I came back with, 'Well, I suppose they don't have phones in Arlington, huh?'
It was complete bullshit. My brother pulls this crap all the time with women and I told him to BE SURE this time. I have to live in the same apartment complex with Stacey and she's my friend. Him fucking her over is not my idea of being a good brother. He hasn't called me in 3 days. He knows I'm mad. He usually calls me everyday. I think he knows this time I won't back him up. He fucked up and he knows it. He's hiding out.
Well, that's all that happened this weekend. Besides that, I'm so ready to get outta Memphis and fly to Phoenix to see my best friend. I miss her lots. :'(
Lindsay
We spent Saturday morning and afternoon in thrift shops, antique shops, and garage sales. We didn't find much to resale, but we found two great books. The first one is the history of Horror movies in pictures. It's an old book from the early 60's so it has all the best horror pictures in it. The other book is 200 years of history in pictures by Time magazine. It's beautiful, brutal, and touching. I love both of them.
The craziest thing that happened this weekend is my brother disappearing. Here's the deal... My brother and I started hanging out more when our mom died. He was coming over to my apartment complex every day. As expected, he 'fell for' a friend of mine named Stacey. They've been together for about 5 months now and of course my brother is pulling his usual shit with her. He was supposed to take her and her son to the movies Friday night since he (the little boy) was good all week. Well, he didn't show up. Stacey hadn't spoken to him since 11am that morning and I finally tracked him down Saturday morning. I sent my boyfriend over to his apartment. He hasn't even stayed there since they got together. His dumb ass gave me this little shpiel about his truck breaking down in Arlington, TN. I came back with, 'Well, I suppose they don't have phones in Arlington, huh?'
It was complete bullshit. My brother pulls this crap all the time with women and I told him to BE SURE this time. I have to live in the same apartment complex with Stacey and she's my friend. Him fucking her over is not my idea of being a good brother. He hasn't called me in 3 days. He knows I'm mad. He usually calls me everyday. I think he knows this time I won't back him up. He fucked up and he knows it. He's hiding out.
Well, that's all that happened this weekend. Besides that, I'm so ready to get outta Memphis and fly to Phoenix to see my best friend. I miss her lots. :'(
Lindsay
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P.S. I'm still giggling over that line, "...he fucked like he was running from the police; fast, hard, and desprate..."